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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : The Recipe
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor
Y´all don´t know the recipe, I´m so saucy
I be saucin´ on these bitches, I´m so smooth
Oh, I got so much rythm

I´m so saucy

Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy
They still tryna figure out, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor
Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy
They still tryna feel it, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor

My tongue be so powerful I´m killing y´all with words
But my gun be still on, I´m whilin´, laying down a verse

Don´t know if I love the mansion, no, I´d rather be on the curb
Everybody keep bitin´ me, gettin´ on my nerves
They love my flavor, it´s delicioso
I hope you love me even though you barely see me no mo´
I don´t need need you beggin´ me and eatin´ my dough
So if you text me I´ll reply and probably leave at my show
I don´t drink no lean and sippin´ codeine no mo´
Night and day I´ll just be mixing coffee with the cocoa
Aye, you can´t drop my style, got a whole ´nother flow (What)
Swimming in the money, I just row, row, your boat

Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy

They still tryna figure out, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor
Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy
They still tryna figure out, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor

You´re swimming in the money, I´m a fisher net
Everybody tryna run off with my gingerette
Niggas say we cousins, I dont ´lieve you, no, no
Yeah, I tried out your sauce, but you got too much sodium
Got too much sauce, no Gulag

In Prudhoe smokin´ moolah
Red bean on your nose like Rudolph
Aye, you should come try my food out
I don´t make no love, when I be fucking I don´t even take my shoes off
And with that tool I´ma fool, I knock a niggas screws out
She wanna have my baby, your lady love my drill
Even my diamonds drippin´ (Wet)
Baby girl, don´t slip
Appreciate the fan love and all of the support
They always keep me, so next time I just ain´t going to court

Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy
They still tryna figure out, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor
Y´all don´t know the recipe I´m so saucy
They still tryna figure out, i put ´em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin´ my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I´ve turned into a sailor